Regretting You

I love you, Harry Styles. That's why I'm leaving. No matter how much I love you, I want you to know that. That isn't the only reason that I'm leaving. I'm pregnant. I couldn't ruin your career by staying, by letting a family tear up the band. I will never forget you, Harry, but you need to forget me. I'm gone. Don't try to find me. I love you.

Isabelle Curran


5. Catching Up

They sat there for hours, even Deja. She wanted to get to know her father, obviously. It didn't surprise her when Harry invited them to his hotel. "The boys'll be there, but if Deja comes, they won't say anything... Well, anything that a twenty-four year old boy would say." Harry said. Deja grinned, and grabbed Harry's arm.

"I want to go, Mommy." She announced. Of course, there was no saying no to Deja, so off to the hotel they went. Harry led them up to a fancy suite that obviously wasn't designed for children. With a hot tub on the balcony, extra beds, and large TVs, it wouldn't be safe for a young child, but it wasn't like Isabelle planned to spend the night. She couldn't.

"Hey... Isabelle, right?" Zayn walked in. "Did I forget to tell you that I'm in a f- Oh, hi kid! I'm Zayn." Just before he swore, he spotted Deja. The rest of the band walked in.

"Haz, is that you?" Louis asked, "Wait, who's the kid?" He smiled at Deja.

"My daughter." Isabelle announced, shooting Harry her best Don't-Tell-Them-or-I'll-Damn-Kill-You look. "Do the math. I was seventeen when she was born. I met Harry when I was eight months pregnant. He helped me out a lot as a friend, cause Deja's dad left around then.

She had told Deja that Harry being her dad had to be kept a secret. She was smart; she wouldn't tell total strangers that her father was in the room.

Niall looked at Isabelle, and was obviously interested. "So, who wants to go hot tubbing?" He asked. "Sorry, but first of all, I don't have a swim suit, and don't even suggest it, Niall. My daughter is in here, you know. Plus, Deja can't come in a hot tub with us."

Niall laughed. He walked over to an intercom, and pressed a button. "Can you send up a bikini for this girl," He backed up, revealing a screen and a camera, "And some toys for her daughter? Oh, and a really good babysitter!"  He smiled at Isabelle. Laughing, she finally agreed.

About five minutes later, a sixteen year old girl walked in with a bag. "Toys, a size 5 bikini, and an awesome sitter?" She asked.

"Yeah, that's us." Liam laughed, while Niall tossed the bikini to Isabelle, and brought the sitter into a spare bedroom with Deja.

"Well, I told her to keep the kid in there, and not to leave." He announced, "Now get changed, Izzy. Can I call you that?" He asked. Flinching, because Izzy was Harry's nickname for her, she nodded. Then, walking towards the bathroom, she laughed. Niall was so weird.

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